New-York tribune. [volume] (New York [N.Y.]) 1866-1924, 1887-10-30

result OF years of industrious training, q valiant
rally to the support Of the family traditions. ~
was more than that, il was salve for secret
grievance that each nourished in her heart FOR
upward of year their two eldest had suspended
hoetilities. Nay. more, Tim and Annie exchanged
shy chances OF sympathy and affection whenever
they met They had been seen walking together
| across the Hollow at night Annie, q pretty, Diue
eyed little creature, who was really moaeso anu
ladyke, and altogether very exceptional product
| of a public school education working upon raw
Hibernan material, had lifted up her voice IN
defence of the Galatians, in her mothers mouse
Tim a sturdy young fellow, who had spent the
best days of his youth lodging the police author-
ties and Industrial School, but had turned OUT
very decent machinist after all, had lclt inc
paternal mansion the night before. slammng the
| door behind him. in resentment of some slighuhS
| allusion to the OGradys The nelghoors were
| beginning to say that il was pity such a iihcIy
young couple should be kept apart by FAMILY
| differences: but the parents preserved an uhcOm-
promising front.
So absorbed were both women in watching the
outcome Of the combat that they did not at first
observe crowd that had gathered further down
| the street, nor the people running ththcr from
all quarters. Evidently something of interest was
Transporting: possibly fire. The Galatians ana
the OGradAs young and old. never missed
fire if they could help IT, With one accord the
two women started for the scene OF excitement,
and as Mrs O'Grady's short limbs were somewhat
more agile than Mrs. Calahan's longer ones,
they kept well abreast. and never paused unti
they had reached the outskirts of the ever
increasing crowd. Then Mrs Callahan stopped
with prophetic instinct, one hand pressed closely
TO her painting breast.
ITS the sewer Something's happened in the
sewer; an my Bill a-goin to work here the
mornin'.'
Norab OGrodv gave an exclamation Of disgust.
The idea of one of the Callahan crowd being
singled out for any siccial disaster was so
absurd on the face of il that the very suggestion
awokc in her a sense Of impatience
An what's happened ?" She said, in debative
tone accentng the second word, addressing a
man who stood at her elbow.
Bank caved in Men under IT"
NO some men fell into an old cesspool that
they uncovered
Bridget Callahan did not wait 10 hear more.
but pushed her way through the crowd Moran
| OGrady without waiting to think. or reason that
il was none of her concern, followed IN her
enemy's wake. In spite of oaths. and resistance
and angry words, they threaded their way 10
the margin of narrow circle, where Dailts OF
loosely hcapcd earth surrounded yawning black
hole There they learned the details of what had
hapI encd In extending the system OF sewerage
along the street. an old cesspool had been un-
covered and three men had been sent down 70
examine il: two of them had beaten quick
retreat but the third had succumbcd TO The foul
gases generated there. Two successive attempts
had been made by other worlmcn TO rescue him,
but neither Of the men who went down after
him returned Three mcn lay dead or dying at
the foot of the ladder. and no workman couid nc
found fcolhardy enough to venture down.
AN who were the men that whit down?'
asked Bridget Callahan.
walsh and William the men that went !
last Bill Callahan was the first"
Me husband an the father OF seven children.
man that is honest ms the day is long that
niver lost a days work. in his life. May the
Lord an all the holy saints have pity on mel"
walled Bridget Callahan.
Even in her first wild cry of grief she managed
TO sting the woman who stood silently by her
side. and Norah O'Grady felt the thrust and |
WINGED under it. No one had ever accused Patrick !
O'Grady Of being honest, and as for doing day
work-sncc the day some eight or ten years ago
when O'Graly had abandoned the calling OF a |
hostlcr and taken up the profession OF wari !
politician he had never condescended to soil his /
hands with DAYS manual labor. Yet, strangely |
enough Norah O'Grady felt no inclination TO
triumph over her enemy, but new and tender
feeling crcpt into her heart
Meantime Bridget Callahan filled the air with
the sound Of her lamentations, now sobbng' no"
pleading. now railing at those about her.
AN are We men, an stand there idle, with
three poor fellows pcrishn' so near, an not
hand that lifts 10 save him. Shame on We Tor
weak hearted cowards' For the love Of heaven /
boys. oh. We lazy vagaboncs! Let woman Sho"
We your dutyl7 And quick rs flash, before /
any one could anticilatc her movement, IN spitc /
Of her corpulcnt and clumsy fcum. Size had /
swung herself over upon the ladder and was |
preparing to 90 down.
In the first excitement Of their appearance Of /
the scene neither Of the women had noticed .
big muscular fellow, wearing iiashy checked /
suit with an air Of awkward raIishncSs, VINO |
stood on the hank OF fresh earth but few PAGES I
away smoking a short pipe and gazing speculat-
lively into the black pit below As the womans /
shrill cry Of dcnunciaton reached his ears he |
might have been seen "a remove the pipe IRON |
his lips for q moment and smile grimly 10 himself
like ono who hears a compliment intended ior |
him. and hastcncd TO acknowledge IT, But Mrs |
Callahan had no sooner set foot on the ladder
than heavy hand fell on her shoulder and
gruf voice sounded in her ears.
Back"
She looked mp and recognized him, and her !
face grew red a lobster with contending |
emotions.
"Oh. it's you, Patrick O'Grady, is III" she
cried out in a shrill voice. "Irt 20 Of me. Oh !
you worthless loafcr. You good for nothing. do
nothing, dog-l oisoning r-rasca! Let me go 10 |
save my man. My man. whose little finger Is |
worth more than your whole lazy body. Oh, Bill, |
Bill!n And fie broke out into fresh storm OF
sobs but She suffered herself TO be led back |
without further protest.
MEANWHILE the man whom she had so bitterly |
denounced, but 10 whom she had nevertheless |
yielded an unwilling obedience. felt light touch |
upon his shoulder, and turned TO face his wife. |
His eyes asked a question, and her eyes answered. |
"Al right if you say so, my girl
In an instant his attitude had changed. New
life seemed infused into him. His huge brawny |
frame. but the moment before torpid, inert mass,
became the embodiment Of activity and force.
The sluggish blood bounded through his veins.
Recolections Of old times when hc had been a
miner the Comstock and had fought the miners |
battle with foul air and frc-damp. came back TO |
him. lie flung off his coat and unbuttOncd his /
collar. barring his huge, muscular throat
Some ropcl' hc shouted.
coil Of rope fell at his feet. He caught up |
l1cn l..1,u l.1d u .nrin clu liz.